Monday, June 27, 2016

Goddess Fish Promotions Book Blast: Marionettes

Marionettes

by
Kerry Alan Denney

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GENRE:
Supernatural thriller

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BLURB:

Resuscitated
after he drowns and dies in a flood, David Flint discovers he has
returned from the other side with an uncanny ability: He can “jump”
into people’s bodies and minds, and control their thoughts and
actions.

David
believes it's a gift, and wants to use it to help people. Then four
members of a ruthless drug ring savagely attack his fiancée and
leave her in a coma, and David tries to use his new power to destroy
the whole ring. But the ringleader, a voodoo priest known as the
Zombie Master, is a formidable man with a deadly secret: He has the
same incredible ability as David.

When
the two human marionette masters clash in a brutal bloody showdown,
using the ring’s members as their puppets, David discovers he’s
battling for much more than his life—he’s fighting to rid the
world of an evil human abomination.

Marionettes
illuminates the greatest achievements of the human spirit and the
darkest corridors of our minds, and answers the age-old question:
What are the consequences of absolute power?

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Excerpt:

In the
first “dream” I was a plump black woman striding down a hospital
corridor, joyfully belting out a gospel tune. Although I’d never
heard it before, I knew all the lyrics and melodies. This was odd,
for though I was a luthier by trade, I could barely carry a tune in a
bucket. My specialty was wood and strings, so it was a joy to hear
“my” mellifluous voice ring out in the hospital hallway.

“Hi,
Danielle,” an attractive nurse greeted me as I passed her.

“Hey,
Julia,” I said, returning to the tune without losing rhythm.

How did
I know who Julia was? I looked down at my feet, clad in regulation
white shoes, and heard the swish of my green scrubs as my thick
thighs rubbed them together.

“Trippy”
didn’t come close to defining the moment. It was as real as
anything I ever felt or knew.

I’m a
thirty-five-year-old white man, not a fifty-something stout black
female nurse with enormous breasts. And yet I was, now. I was
intimately familiar with “my” body, and suddenly knowledgeable
about medical terminology and equipment.

I/Danielle
turned and entered a patient’s room, still singing about Jesus. I
knew it was grumpy old Mr. Dayton’s room, but was clueless as to
how I knew that. I also knew Mr. Dayton suffered from cirrhosis and
hepatitis because he couldn’t stay off the sauce, and though they
were only words denoting diseases to David Flint the guitar and
violin maker, the “me" that was Danielle knew exactly what
they meant.

“I
need a damn drink,” Dayton grumbled.

“We
don’t serve alcohol in this hospital, Mr. Dayton.”

“Wanna
go home. Shouldn’t have to be here.”

“You
know you have to have that surgery, Mr. D,” I said, and clucked my
tongue, which is something I would never do.

“Changed
my mind. Need a drink. Bad.”

“Drinking
is what put you here in the first place.”

“Don’t
care. Hurtin’ for a drink.”

This was
too much for me, too real to be a dream. Mr. Dayton reminded me too
much of my father, after Mother died.

I wanted
out of the dream, and just like that, as if my wish precipitated it,
I woke in my hospital bed, head pounding and throat on fire. For a
while there was pain, my dependable old friend, but this was pain of
the body and mind, not of the heart and spirit. I struggled again for
the memory of what happened to me, but the harder I strained for it,
the darker and more forbidding the encroaching waters became.

Unable
to find the elusive memory, I turned what was left of my mind to
trying to discern which was the dream and which was reality—if, in
fact, there was any reality for me anymore. The blend became even
more confusing when the pretty angel/nurse visited me again.

“Try
to turn your head face up, David, so I can give you some ice chips,”
she said.

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AUTHOR
Bio and Links:

Colleagues
and readers have dubbed Kerry Alan Denney The Reality Bender. The
multiple award-winning author of the paranormal thrillers
Dreamweavers (Juju Mojo Publications, August 2015) and Soulsnatcher
(Juju Mojo Publications, April 2014), the post-apocalyptic sci-fi/
horror thriller Jagannath (Permuted Press, February 2015), and
numerous short stories published online and in anthologies, Kerry
blends elements of the supernatural, paranormal, sci-fi, fantasy, and
horror in his work: speculative fiction at its wildest and craziest.
With joy, malicious glee, and a touch of madness, he writes
reality-bending thrillers, even when the voices don’t compel him
to. His protagonists are his children, and he loves them as dearly as
he despises his antagonists... even when he has to kill them.

On July
24, 2015, Jagannath became a #1 Amazon bestseller. On March 31, 2015,
Soulsnatcher won 2nd Place as 2014 Book of the Year in The Drunken
Druid’s International Book Award competition. Jagannath and
Soulsnatcher each received a rave blurb from New York Times
bestselling author James Rollins.

Kerry
lives in Stone Mountain, Georgia with his golden retriever Holly
Jolly, a veteran professional Therapy Dog, where he is currently
writing his next supernatural thriller... and deciding who to kill in
it.

Be on
the lookout for Kerry’s new post-apocalyptic/ paranormal thriller A
Mighty Rolling Thunder, coming December 3, 2016 from Burning Willow
Press.